To this day, I never eat the last peanut in a packet without thinking "Ah, the last peanut. Overflowing with the oil and salt of its departed brothers."

I watched Kingdom of Dreams and Madness, the documentary about Studio Ghibli from a few years back. It was mostly depressing, because Miyazaki basically said that he had given up on the idea of movies having any consequence. He came across as being equal parts lovable and difficult, which is probably on par for most…

Kiss your stride mother with that mouth?

It's actually better than both of those. To quote The Guardian: "His tumescence proves to be the directional radar the pair need to find their way home."

My favourite friend-of-a-friend's Facebook comment on the Palin speech: "Now we know what Mein Kampf would have been like if it were written by Dr Seuss."

I don't know, but he's absolutely who I pictured the whole time I was reading the book. It's too bad the TV series missed that gleefully, obliviously immoral side of the character.

'Profane, yet funny and sometimes sweet' characterizes all the best Farrelly brothers movies. "Pointlessly profane and scatalogical, with superficial attempts at profundity" characterizes all of the worst of their imitatiors.

I've read the reviews, and I honestly still don't have an answer to that question.

I think you just answered your own question.

Especially Happiness. It just seemed to be going "Hey look! The envelope! I'm pushing it! Can't you see how hard I'm pushing it! Isn't everything awful? Aren't people terrible?"

Counterpoint: You just know that Bojack Horseman must have hosted SNL at some point. I can almost picture him with Operaman.

It gets better. According to the reviews, the flatulence is actually the method of jet propulsion.

I was just about to say the exact same thing. Uncanny.

Oh, she does. It smells like Febreeze and leaves a trail of butterflies in the air behind her.

"Also, he apparently rides him like a jet ski"

It's a little known fact that Elegant Victorian Lady was really Robert Redford all along.

I really liked Welcome to the Dollhouse but I have loathed each and every thing Solondz has put out ever since. We complain about Tim Burton becoming a pale pastiche of himself, and yet Solondz is the darling of Sundance for doing the same thing.

I do like the fact that 'Greta Gerwig' sounds like an actual character name from a Todd Solondz movie.

Sorry, I forgot to use the correct words.

Truly, it was the film where a whole generation instantly worked out which side their bread was buttered on, ifyaknowhutamean.